Chapter 1643 (1/2)

Mingming felt that he was so close to the realm of the sword sage that he could almost reach it. The barrier was like a paper lantern, which could be broken at a single poke, but it just couldn't be broken.

On second thought, mu Hanyan guessed the reason. With the help of xuanhuangshi and the power of the two laws, he reached the peak of the great swordsman in such a short time. If he wanted to be a swordsman, the power of heaven and earth was huge, far more than other practitioners. Even the power of heaven and earth in Beiyuan Wuyuan could not meet the requirements.

If she could refine xuanhuangshi completely, her strength might help her to be promoted. However, her own strength is not enough, and maybe because of the chaos of Beiyuan Wuyuan law, she can't refine it completely.

After asking about the night, mu Hanyan knew that he had completely refined xuanhuangshi in the sky, which also made mu Hanyan confirm his previous guess.

It seems that only when you enter the sky can you make a final breakthrough and become a great swordsman. Looking at the light curtain that runs through the heaven and earth again, the eyes of Mu Hanyan are full of expectation.

Seeing that the curtain of heaven was in front of us, and there was no danger, the nerves of the people who had been tense for half a year could finally relax. After the excitement, they sat on the ground one by one like they had been drained of their energy, and they didn't want to move any more.

At this time, a colorful light pattern appeared on the sky, vaguely, and even appeared a dreamlike face, or deep, or forthright, or indifferent, extremely fuzzy and hazy, but they all brought a sense of transcendence.

What's going on? Everyone was surprised and got up again.

”This is the shadow of the sky. It is said that it is the inheritance left by those ancient strong people, which is reflected between heaven and earth.” Said Ye Lan.

”This is the inheritance left by the strong!” Zhuang Ping'an and others are all fascinated.

”Let's go. Even if you all wake up to the blood of God's protection, it's not easy to accept the inheritance of the strong. When the shadow of the sky appears, it's the best time.” Said Ye Lan.

Zhuang Ping'an and others certainly know that they can not inherit the inheritance left by those ancient strong people when they wake up their blood. They may also be in danger and need more chance. As soon as they hear that this is the best time, they hurry to fight hard and follow behind.

”It's been more than half a year, but I didn't come here alone. Did I die in Beiyuan Wuyuan? Ha ha ha ha.” Outside the sky, a young man with a big body and a rough face burst out laughing.

Looking at the sword robe he was wearing, he was obviously a son of the holy court, and his status was not low.

Hearing his words, the six or seven practitioners nearby all showed anger. Different from the young man's clean and tidy sword robes, these people are all ragged and dusty. If you look at them carefully, you can tell from their ragged sword robes. They are all practitioners from mainland countries.

Moreover, these people are of different ages. The oldest seems to be over 60 years old, while the youngest is only 17 or 18 years old.

Although they were angry, they were afraid of the identity of the young man.

”Am I wrong? Even garbage like you have arrived in the sky, but they haven't arrived yet. Even if they haven't died, they may have gone back to the house long ago. Thanks to the fact that they have been practicing in shengjianfeng for several months, they are even worse than you. ” Noticing the anger on their faces, the young man didn't stop and said more recklessly.

”Shut up, my elder brother Ping'an will never die, let alone give up halfway!” An imposing young man couldn't help it any more. He yelled angrily.